NaWriPoMo #27 More Family History Research

Can you tell I'm still helping my son finish his family history project? I did find that great picture of my Daddy tonight. This is how I always picture him. In his clinic, the front part of our house when I was growing up, talking to his patients.

Peering Down Historic Halls

Hopin’, wishin’

Washin’, copin’,

Hauling in the coal,

Rolling in the dough,

Having none at all,

The car constantly stalls,

Where are these places?

Who are these people?

A steeple here,

A grave yet again,

Sifting through,

Backyard, front yards, graveyards,

Wondering what is ours?

Frustration sets in,

Themes of cars, wars, and coal,

Versus professors, ministers, and some on the dole,

A shoe cobbler, banker, a doctor, and pharmacist,

Pop up too in our midst,

Yet we all look

A lot alike

Peering down that long

Hall of history

For my little tyke

I wade through

Try to sew or glue

It all back together

So that he can

Know it better

And tell the next generation

Or two

Dr. M.C. Walton